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[teetheyes]

Sweeney, Styles, I'm not coming in to work today.

Not until I can clip this shit off my fucking head.

I fucking hate you, Holland. I fucking hate you and your spores and everything else that flowers out of your ass.

Elle, I might have to euthanize it. I don't want to, but I can't go on living like this.

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[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

Burn it off.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

NO. I'm not burning my own hair.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

You need someone to uproot it, then?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Is it going to be the same as getting brain surgery.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

It's a tiny cactus. The roots aren't that deep.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Fine.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

I'll be over shortly to get it off you.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Look for the thumbs up.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

And make sure your lordly love keeps his opinions about how my female body parts touching you is going to taint you to himself while I work, yes? I don't want to damage anything.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Whatever the fuck works.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

S'bloody stink the place up too.

Unless Cori's glasses or some bollocks like that.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

Fine, no fire.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

I can't say green is his colour either.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

I would think you would have more vested interest in getting it off him, instead of making rather useless observations.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Ta for your observations.

I am not going to see if pulling it out involves his friggin' brain.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

There's nothing I could do to him that would injure him so magnificently he would be incapable of continuing to snark at you, Mr. Constantine.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

I don't know how he'd feel about a woman's touch, being a poof an' all.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

I'm cutting a cactus out of his skull, not fondling his balls.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Not that he'd let you.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

Are you jealous?

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Hardly.

He better remember me name after this.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

Then why remind me so adamantly about something I already know?

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

What, me not being jealous of a bird in his proximity?